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Lil Tracy

Blurred Sight

 

Blurred Sight

(album: Indigo Soul - 2014)


Why don't you trust me?
Yeah, yeah
It's Yung Bruh, young karma
Young Sphinx, young crow
Yeah

Yeah
Why you always gotta go through my phone? (Why? why?)
I love you, I don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes (These hoes)
Stop tripping just chill, sit back and smoke this 'dro (Smoke)
Stop tripping just chill, sit back and smoke this 'dro (Smoke, yeah)
I pop pills don't need no water I sip that lean (Brr)
I don't go to sleep Yung Bruh be having bad dreams (Uh, uh)
She called my phone, can you please stop yelling at me? (Please)
Meet me by the lake let's smoke that tree (Tree)
Why you always gotta go through my phone? (Stop it)
I know your nigga know me when you all alone
We going too fast said bring it in let's go slow (Slow, slow)
I catch bookings for my bitch in the Sun or snow
But would she do the same Yung Bruh can't trust these hoes (No, no)
I don't want sex, I don't even want your throat
Bitch I want your soul (Yeah, soul)
Your soul

I'm telling you, just give me your soul, we'll both be happy
Yeah
Yin Yang shouts out, yeah
Shandgi
I'm laced up bruh
Yeah

Yung Bruh don't really give a fuck
Pop pills, smoke weed, so what
Underground don't nobody know us
Start drinking hoes don't bluff
I don't drink so I only smoke blunts
Straightened out so I might choke once
Fuck a bitch for it, I won't cum
That's my girl nigga don't touch
I sip vodka nigga, no rum
If I blow up I'ma still stock up
If I got tree niggas wanna roll up
No fee this a free smoke up
I know you not, know you don't front
I love you too so much

Girl back together broke up
Girl back together broke up
Yeah
Girl back together broke up (Fuck)
Girl back together broke up (Fuck)
Girl back together broke up
Girl back together broke up
Girl back together broke up (Fuck)
Girl back together broke up (Fuck)

done

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